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is going on on on the stage

"Oh my god! Her high-pitched voice is really high, "Qin Fen's mouth could not help but say," Little Sheng Man, after the party is over, let's go sing 'K'.

Miss Tong was listening to the song seriously. After hearing Qin Fen's words, she turned her head and asked softly, "What is singing K?" Miss Tong had lived under the protection of her family since she was young, so she naturally did not know anything about KTV, this chaotic place of entertainment.

"It's a place to sing." Qin Fen replied.

Miss Tong nodded her head. At the same time, she imagined that the auditorium would have soft light and was also a quiet and spacious place.

Qin Fen turned her body again, and looked in the direction where Zhou Heng was.

"Huh?" Qin Fen's face suddenly revealed a surprised expression, "Where is he?"

Hearing Qin Fen's words, Miss Tong also looked over, but it was unknown when the place where Zhou Heng was originally sitting had become empty.

Qin Fen shrugged her shoulders, "She probably went to the toilet."

The two of them did not notice that Snowlight General was also looking their way.

"I hope he can return before A Lou's program starts." Qin Fen whispered.

"Yes." Miss Tong nodded.

Tonight's Coastal University was a little too spacious. The originally bright lights of the dorms and classrooms were all turned off, and there weren't even a single passerby in the campus, which took up a lot of space.

It was obviously a school anniversary, but the school's current appearance was still a hundred and ten years old.

As for the old clock tower, it was now even more obsolete and lifeless.

Clang, clang. The sound of iron chains swaying resounded.

Someone was shaking the copper lock on the clock tower. Who knew that the copper lock was connected to a metal chain? A clanging sound could be heard as soon as it was touched. However, the campus was not crowded, even though there were cameras at the intersection to protect the campus' safety, the security guards in the control room had been chased out by the Snowlight General. It would be so easy for a thief to move around in school at this time of day.

However, this person was not some petty thief. With his robust physique, he left countless corpses at the school gate and directly broke into this place. According to the map given by the person, that item should be in this clock tower.

Clang, clang. A dozen spear-wielding Pirate people were unable to stop him, but he was blocked by this small rusty little lock. No matter how hard he tried to pull it, the lock showed no reaction.

After a few more tugs, the big bloke started to get annoyed. He raised his arm and pounded on the door of the clock tower with his fist. This door was made of wood, and the big man's fist could even smash open a metal door.

Bang, bang, bang! The sounds of collisions sounded in the night sky. The big bloke's fingers were already hurting slightly, but the wooden door still had no reaction.

"Don't waste your energy," a voice came from behind the big man. "This door can't be opened by brute force."

The big bloke suddenly turned his head and saw three masked shadows. The one who was talking to him was the one standing in the middle. The man spoke in the language of the Pirates. When the words reached his ears, they automatically transformed into a language that he could understand.

When did these people appear? The big bloke felt that he must have been too focused on what was happening that he forgot to be wary of his back. This was not a good habit.

"Who are you people?" the big man asked.

"I am Judas." The big bloke in the dark night took off his hood and grinned, "On the Road to River Styx, I must remember this name!"

A strong killing intent came out from the big guy who called himself 'Judas'. He was one of Yu Shuai's subordinates, and later on he went to the Black Tower, where Merlin had already taken him in as a disciple.

However, these three Pirate's people did not recognize Mountain. After the guy called "Judas" displayed his hostility, the two people standing on the left and right of the three of them reached out their hands to grab the swords on their backs.

Only the one standing in the middle with his bare hands assumed an offensive stance, as if the sword stabbed into his back was just a decoration.

"Judas, who are you under orders from?" Before the fight began, a person from Pirate wanted to ask him about the situation, but he was not prepared for a proper answer.

"Merlin, the strongest mage in the world!" Mountain ran towards the three of them. His tall and sturdy body was as nimble as a bird, "He is the Supreme Mage Merlin!" Big Mountain honestly answered the other party's question, telling them that there was no harm in doing so. After all, these people were about to become his corpses.

"The great magician Merlin and the traitor Judas, the two legendary names." Are you kidding us? " The chunky fellow brandished his sword and swung it towards Mountain.

Although he was not even one and a half meters tall, he was a genuine Sword Saint of the Pirate! He, who had practically cultivated all the sword arts sects in the Pirate, had defeated the sword arts champion with a crushing momentum under the live broadcast of Tokyo Television Station. He, who was called the reincarnation of "Gong Ben Wu Zang", later created the "New 2nd Day First Rated" in his sword arts, and successfully started a new style of the Pirate's way of swordsmanship.

He was truly a 'Sword Saint' who had left his name behind in the history of the Pirate's sword techniques.

Regardless of prestige or ability, he had already reached the peak that mortals could reach.

However, Mountain was not an ordinary person. As the last disciple of the Magus King, Mountain was a genuine Magus.

The mysterious Magus and the strongest Sword Saint. The two people's clash was between the supernatural power and the limits of human strength.

Big Mountain's fist had a strong magical energy attached to it. His innate magic talent was not high, but as the only disciple of the Magus King, being nurtured wholeheartedly by the Magus King, it was hard for him not to progress quickly.

It was truly laughable for the opponent to use a sword to chop his own fist. No matter how sharp a mortal's weapon was, a mountain could still turn it into scrap metal with a single punch.

Come on, come on! Let my fist crush you and your sword into mud! An arrogant yet sinister smile appeared on Mountain's face.

After learning about magic, just like most Magi, he also had the habit of looking down on mortals.

The dwarf did not use his sword to clash head on with his fist. Mountain's fist contained the power that humans should not have, and this was completely felt by the fist wind, the airflow that was carried by the fist. As the Sword Saint, he chose an even more ingenious method of swinging his sword.

The New 2nd Day First Rated, the answer to this question.

The blade seemed straight, but it avoided all the tough bones.

Avoiding a commander and attacking a shortcoming.

Sword Saint who was not even 1.5 meters tall and was born to be at a disadvantage compared to most people, had developed this set of sword technique to fight against a weaker opponent.